A/N: This begins on page 454 of Twilight to 455 and then I begin on my actual story, just to let you know what is happening. This is about how Bella became a vampire when Edward… never mind, find out for yourself. I hope I don't jeopardize this mission I sent upon myself. Thanks to those who helped me!!
Disclaimer: The characters are Stephenie Meyer, along with most of the beginning. The rest and the plot is mine.
This part is Stephenie's part. I'll tell you when it's mine (or not). Either that or you could look in Twilight.
"My bag, please…. Hold your breath, Alice, it will help," Carlisle promised.
"Alice?" I groaned.
"She's here, she knew where to find you."
"My hand hurts," I tried to tell him.
"I know, Bella. Carlisle will give you something, it will stop."
"My hand is burning!" I screamed, finally breaking through the last of the darkness, my eyes fluttering open. I couldn't see his face; something dark and warm was clouding my eyes. Why couldn't they see the fire and put it out?
His voice was frightened. "Bella?"
"The fire! Someone. Someone stop the fire!" I screamed as it burned me.
"Carlisle! Her hand!"
"He bit her," Carlisle's voice was no longer calm; it was appalled.
I heard Edward catch his breath in horror.
"Edward, you have to do it." It was Alice's voice, close to my head. Cool fingers brushed the wetness in my eyes.
"No!" he bellowed.
Alice," I moaned.
"There may be a chance," Carlisle said.
"What?" Edward begged.
"See if you can suck the venom out. The wound is fairly clean." As Carlisle spoke, I could feel more pressure on my head, something poking and pulling at my scalp. The pain of it was lost in the pain of the fire.
"Will that work?" Alice's voice was strained.
"I don't know," Carlisle said. "But we have to hurry."
"Carlisle, I…" Edward hesitated. "I don't know if I can do that." There has agony in his beautiful voice again.
"It's your decision, Edward, either way. I can't help you. I have to get this bleeding stopped here if you're going to be taking blood from her hand."
I writhed in the grip of the fiery torture, the movement making the pain in my leg flare sickeningly.
"Edward!" I screamed. I realized my eyes were closed again. I opened them, desperate to find his face. And I found him. Finally, I could see his perfect face, staring at me, twisted into a mask of indecision and pain.
"Alice, get me something to brace her leg!" Carlisle was bent over me, working on my head. "Edward, you must do it now, or it will be to late."
(A/N: Ok, I promised to tell you when my part started, so…here it goes!!)
I stared at his beautiful face, waiting for his decision, when another spasm shot through my body. I looked at him pleadingly, and he seemed to have made a choice, for his eyes picked up a hint of defeat. He rose and picked me up with him, ignoring Carlisle's protests and began to run. I don't know where he took me, but I wasn't in the state to care.
After a few seconds, Edward stopped and set me on the ground. There we stayed for as long as the pain racked my body. He stood or sat over my, always comforting, yet he never left my side. In what seemed like years, my last few shivers trembled to a stop, along with the beating of my heart. I then rose, and found his face in front of mine, searching it for any pained emotions. His face was anguished by some hidden reason I could not comprehend at the moment.
And then he spoke. "Bella, can you hear me? Are you alright?"
"Yes," I said, surprised by his expression and words. It was then I noticed my voice. Although it didn't sound that much different, I noticed it had this new musical edge to it.
His face immediately softened at the sound of my voice, no matter how different it was. I smiled in return, happy to see him happy.
"How did we get here?" I asked quizzically. It wasn't every day we went to our meadow. Immediately, his face became slightly harsher. "Bella, do you remember what happened before I brought you here?"
"Umm, James attacked me." It sounded a lot like a question rather than an answer.
"Anything else after that?" He looked really concerned, which scared me.
"I think I…I…I was bitten by James."
And then reality sank in. I was a vampire. Like Edward. Forever. The only sincerely happy thought I could muster was that an eternity lay before Edward and me. The doubt was surfacing along with my realization. All the others where filled with worry for Renee and Charlie and my friends at school. How my disappearance would effect them. How Edward and the rest would explain my sudden abandonment. How would I live with myself if I couldn't ever see them again. Ever.
A/N: Sorry my part's so short; I just got out of my everlasting writer's block!! !! !! !! Hope you like it. I'm sorry for any spelling or grammar errors I might have made. Keep in mind that this is my first fanfic ever, so please be kind!! I appreciate your advice and welcome more. Sorry if this is a cliffy!!
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